High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System Chapter 848 - 415: Reunion with Su Tong’Er, Kill! (Three-in-One)

Based on the achievements bestowed by the system previously, it was certain to be a significant event. This was something worth looking forward to! Furthermore, there were the lingering old and new grievances with the Zhou Family’s Demi-God. Jiang Ye had resolved himself; no matter the circumstances, he absolutely had to enter the Shadow Race’s lair.

"Don't worry, Teacher," Jiang Ye said with a smile, "I'll just go in for a look. I won't venture too deep." He recalled Qiu Cang, who had also entered the Shadow Race’s lair before. As long as one didn't actively seek death, unlike Chen Jiuxuan who tried to destroy the entire lair by going deep inside, there generally wouldn’t be much danger.

"Alright," Qiu Cang sighed, refraining from further advice. "Be careful." Jiang Ye had reached an age where he held his own opinions on many matters, making it difficult to interfere too much. Swiftly, the two figures transformed into streaks of flowing light, accelerating towards Cyan Yang City.

... Cyan Yang City. Much like An City, the majority of the ordinary residents had been evacuated in advance. However, thousands of powerhouses, at the Third Break level and above, were still stationed here. Although it seemed like a large number, the battle unfolding here was even more brutal. This was because the Shadow Tide at Cyan Yang City was tenfold, or even a hundredfold, more turbulent than at An City. Among them, terrifying Shadow Race members with the power of the Sixth and Seventh Break appeared!

In one particular battlefield, a fiery red figure was engaged in a fierce struggle against a large number of Shadow Race members. This figure was incredibly alluring, possessing a voluptuous body and powerful, long black silk-clad legs that, with every sweep, annihilated a Shadow Race member. Behind her stood a pure and beautiful girl clad in a purple dress and sheer white stockings. If Jiang Ye were present, he would surely recognize these two as acquaintances: Tang Huochan and Su Tong’Er.

However, at this moment, both women were quite battered, bearing multiple injuries. Su Tong’Er, in particular, had many tears on her white stockings, revealing her tender, fair thighs. Suddenly, she was struck by a formidable Shadow Race rival, equivalent to a cultivator at the Fifth Break, and was sent flying backward. "Su Tong’Er!" Tang Huochan’s face contorted. "Sister Huochan, don’t worry about me," Su Tong’Er replied with a slight, witch-like smile, struggling to get up, "I’m strong."

"You silly girl," Tang Huochan gritted her teeth, "I told you not to come. What do we do now?" "They're just a bunch of dark blobs, right?" Su Tong’Er responded nonchalantly, "Watch me take care of them." With that, she prepared to charge forward again. But just then, a roaring sound echoed through the air, followed by an incredibly terrifying aura that erupted!

This aura was as vast as the night sky, completely engulfing Tang Huochan and the others. "Not good," Tang Huochan’s expression changed dramatically, "Is it Seventh Break?" She herself only possessed the cultivation of the Sixth Break, while Su Tong’Er was merely at Fourth Break strength. "A Seventh Break Shadow Race?" Su Tong’Er’s beautiful eyes flickered with a hint of despair; her usually spirited, witch-like demeanor fell silent. "How is this possible? Logically, there shouldn't be a Seventh Break Shadow Race here," Su Tong’Er mused, her gaze shifting thoughtfully, "Could the situation elsewhere have already collapsed?" Their current location was in the rear. Only a collapse on the front lines could possibly allow for Shadow Race members of the Seventh Break and above to appear.

"Oh well," Su Tong’Er gazed at the terrifying shadow, "To perish in my hometown isn't too bad after all. It's just that dying like this leaves some regrets..." Boom! Suddenly, a spear light, traversing the heavens, appeared and instantly slashed towards the terrifying shadow exuding the Seventh Break pressure. Swish~!! With a single sweep of the spear, the Seventh Break Shadow Race was cleaved into two halves on the spot. Its remains instantly disintegrated into dust, spraying copious amounts of black blood across the sky.

Amidst the sunny skies, a tall and handsome figure stood, emanating boundless light. "Who is that?" Su Tong’Er’s beautiful eyes narrowed, followed by a wistful smile. "Is it an illusion? Even at such a moment, I can't forget that person," Su Tong’Er sighed softly, "Su Tong’Er, you are truly hopeless."